Lyrics:
love my voice
Of course, full-force, I done made it now
[Yo Gotti]
I feel like you can't stop me now
I'm tighter now
More of a writer now
Than a rapper
two straps like we dykein'
Drivin' on the highway, it's pounds of exotic by the tire
Yo Gotti came and snatched me out the jungle with the lions
It
[Chorus: Phiness]
Open your eyes up, people can`t you see?
It`s gettin` harder by the day for you and me
All my life I`ve seen so much misery
Can there
Baby girl know I'm comin’ home
Never gonna leave you alone
Don’t want to ever do you wrong
Baby girl know I'm comin’ home
Never gonna leave you alone
Both fucked the same bitch, just not the same night
You just took her phone number
I just took her home with a-
'Nother bitch, menage
Boomerang,
number one when shit get thumped (I'm always on the one, I'm at the front)
They ain't think Ric was comin' home (now, no one has to know)
Callin' all
passin' niggas around like a game of ball
This is my third felony plus my third strike
Man I ain't goin' home I got 25 to life.
Qu new york, you try
thugs (tellin' me where I can go)
I'll be waitin' for you (can she go with me? when I'm comin' home)
Until you get through (and all that ol' crazy shit)
gangsta talk
Biatch! Gangsta talk
Yeah, this is how the gangsta's talk
Yeah, yeah, gangsta walk
All the real G's out there
I know you gettin yo
Yo, so let's get the mic burned, open it up
Yes I, check it out
It's like, you listen to the musician
Umbilical mic, my syllable strikes ya vision
I
spittin' what I spit when the day is over
Tryin' to be me in the mirror, sayin' it over
Yeah, he's all right, but you not real
I'm a dog, s*** I eat
you ain't a soldier, then what's yo' purpose bitch?!!
[1st Verse: [Silkk The Shocker & Master P]]
[Silkk The Shocker]
See, I'm a N-O, nigga L-I
fucking merked by some lame
Heard he got it in the Range nigga Caine popped one in his brain
Over some-thang, took his watch and his chain
Country boys
injections, leave em with odd bodies
Babies having babies, wearing Old Navy
Robbin' old ladies, that's a product of no home trainin'
I show you the ropes,
Illuminate Maserati
That 2 door with heavy body
I pull up to hotel lobby and vroom vroom on thotties
I'm mobbin like John Gotti
I'm hotter than that wasabi
nobody handle you the way I do
Give your boy a K or two, kill you in a day or two
And no disrespect, boy, you violate me, we gon' handle that
Blow your ass
hope you ready 'cause you know I'm coming home
'Cause Im comin' home to you
yeah yeah
Comin' home to you
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, you, you
Comin' home
so as we eagerly await your come out
I'm constantly avoidin comin in
But either way we gon walk again, side by side
CMC till I die
When they setenced
by yo feet, yo bitch gon be with me
Because I'm known to fuck and gettin my dick sucked
So black yo want to act up, you betta back up
'fore you get
me
And use the best of my descretion on my destiny
And all during this phase, you expected straight A's
I had F's, absences, and thirty late days
I
[Daz] It's been a long time since you've heard from us Dat Nigga Daz Dillinger, Young Gotti Kurupt And now we back wit a little rhyme We can't stop,
I'm down for mine, all the time, on the grind)
Yeah homie, you gotta keep yo hustle on
Don't let these bitch niggas move you of the block
The gangstas
to God for the runners
Whole pandemic, all I seen was snow It's like I missed the summer
Put it on my mama Yo, Gotti he a Hall of Famer drug dealer
Yo
go by, so you know I meant it
In school I was so shy, timid
Two pairs of jeans I'd alternate, bummy clothes, I 'member
Beggin' my mom for K-Mart
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